Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2020 14:12:37 GMT -5
"ฬђ๏ кเllє๔ tђє ฬ๏гl๔"
Unmistakable text lines a rock doorway inside the desert Outpost Oasis.
Turning out of it's inspirational wake, our villain,
Perry Braddock,
also known as קєгเรђ.
He groans; the camera circles behind him,
revealing a delegation of thousands of Oasis-ians.
As far as the desert horizon mirage inducing eye can see.
Standing on his own peak,
he holds out an arm, they all mimic his everything.
Two Outpost Oolies in desert garb drag out a pleading man,
nervously religiously repeating "but you promised..."
They place him on his knees beside the קг๏קђєt.
The murmuring crowd of Oasis-ians give a thumbs down.
"VERDICT!?
GUILTY!!
SENTENCE!?
DEATH BY SUFFORAGE!!"
tђє קгєςยгร๏г; ๒єtгคꌦคl.
Rushing in to check on his "lovelies..."
Birthing quarters are abandoned and empty.
His eyes glaze with rage.
๔คฬภ ๏Ŧ tђє קг๏קђєt
Weary travelers sit deserted in a stalled out dirt rig.
Looking cautiously at the rock formations surrounding them.
Heat boils down relentlessly from above,
the sun beating tenants of the rig into dry submission.
Unmistakable text lines a rock doorway inside the desert Outpost Oasis.
Turning out of it's inspirational wake, our villain,
Perry Braddock,
also known as קєгเรђ.
He groans; the camera circles behind him,
revealing a delegation of thousands of Oasis-ians.
As far as the desert horizon mirage inducing eye can see.
Standing on his own peak,
he holds out an arm, they all mimic his everything.
Two Outpost Oolies in desert garb drag out a pleading man,
nervously religiously repeating "but you promised..."
They place him on his knees beside the קг๏קђєt.
The murmuring crowd of Oasis-ians give a thumbs down.
"VERDICT!?
GUILTY!!
SENTENCE!?
DEATH BY SUFFORAGE!!"
tђє קгєςยгร๏г; ๒єtгคꌦคl.
Rushing in to check on his "lovelies..."
Birthing quarters are abandoned and empty.
His eyes glaze with rage.
๔คฬภ ๏Ŧ tђє קг๏קђєt
Weary travelers sit deserted in a stalled out dirt rig.
Looking cautiously at the rock formations surrounding them.
Heat boils down relentlessly from above,
the sun beating tenants of the rig into dry submission.
Fleeting water streams trickle out of puncture holes.
Some quickly filling their cups before it's liquid life evaporates.
Some quickly filling their cups before it's liquid life evaporates.
A group of scantily clad young women huddle together in the back seat.
Driving, the man we just saw placed on his knees back at the Outpost Oasis.
Sweat beads down his filthy worn forehead.
Eyes twitching frantically on the rock formation opening behind them.
Driving, the man we just saw placed on his knees back at the Outpost Oasis.
Sweat beads down his filthy worn forehead.
Eyes twitching frantically on the rock formation opening behind them.
Electric guitar can be heard approaching just beyond the rocks.
They all stop looking to each other for suggestions.
The Driver begins turning the key trying to get the rig running.
Flooding the engine, his expression dims of hope.
His grasp on a pistol tightens, he squints then nods in knowing.
One last stand, one last chance to live- or die.
They all stop looking to each other for suggestions.
The Driver begins turning the key trying to get the rig running.
Flooding the engine, his expression dims of hope.
His grasp on a pistol tightens, he squints then nods in knowing.
One last stand, one last chance to live- or die.
Large all terrain vehicles enter the opening.
Oolies spring and bounce on pole bungees.
The guitar yells, pointing toward the rig.
Zooming in; maniacal trance of the קг๏קђєt.
His eyes peak over steering wheel.
Oolie shark vehicles slowly surrounding the rig,
blocking the exits. Starving for chum.
Oolies spring and bounce on pole bungees.
The guitar yells, pointing toward the rig.
Zooming in; maniacal trance of the קг๏קђєt.
His eyes peak over steering wheel.
Oolie shark vehicles slowly surrounding the rig,
blocking the exits. Starving for chum.
Famished for just a taste,
any taste that's not dirt.
Loud speaker...
📣
"GIVE THEM TO ME!
GIVE YOURSELF TO ME!
MY PROMISE IS THIS-
YOOOUUU WILLLLL- LIVE!"
Oasis Oolies consume the rig, the driver turns with a defeated look.
The girls scream and beg for their lives and their unborn children's.
One of the girls spits in an Oolie face, he backhands her,
His head splatters all over the inner cabin.
Smoke dwindles up from the revolver קєгเรђ holds.
He motions with the barrel to the other Oolies,
a signal to round them up peacefully or pay.
Whimpering, the girls are put into Outpost transports.
The driver is strapped to the front of a bait car.
The קг๏קђєt speaks destination...
"ON TO THE OUTPOST,
FOR A VERDICT, THEN-
TO DYSTOPIA!!"
any taste that's not dirt.
Loud speaker...
📣
"GIVE THEM TO ME!
GIVE YOURSELF TO ME!
MY PROMISE IS THIS-
YOOOUUU WILLLLL- LIVE!"
Oasis Oolies consume the rig, the driver turns with a defeated look.
The girls scream and beg for their lives and their unborn children's.
One of the girls spits in an Oolie face, he backhands her,
His head splatters all over the inner cabin.
Smoke dwindles up from the revolver קєгเรђ holds.
He motions with the barrel to the other Oolies,
a signal to round them up peacefully or pay.
Whimpering, the girls are put into Outpost transports.
The driver is strapped to the front of a bait car.
The קг๏קђєt speaks destination...
"ON TO THE OUTPOST,
FOR A VERDICT, THEN-
TO DYSTOPIA!!"
